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Hi. Guys. Do you know about stories? Stories |
Hi. Guys. Do you know about stories? Stories that'll make you think twice? Well, I saw a guy in my mirror. His name was Mark. |
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He watched me. In the mirror, I saw him. A flash of light hurt my beautiful red eyes. I knew he was feeding upon my very fears and insecurities. But how was he doing that? |
He watched me. In the mirror, I saw him. A flash of light hurt my beautiful red eyes. I knew he was feeding upon my very fears and insecurities. But how was he doing that? |
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He smiled. He titled his back. His eyes rolled into his head. His face turned white. His cheeks shuddered. He |
He smiled. He titled his back. His eyes rolled into his head. His face turned white. His cheeks shuddered. He couldn't stop me. |
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The next thing I know, I was in the bathroom. Fully naked. No actually. My cock was hanging out. I felt like I was about to be violated by Mark. The guy in my mirror. |
The next thing I know, I was in the bathroom. Fully naked. No actually. My cock was hanging out. I felt like I was about to be violated by Mark. The guy in my mirror. |
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He slowly pulled off his hair. Strand after strand. He roared a mighty and kinda weird laugh that sounded like a hamster trying to pilot a aeroplane in the Czech Republic. |
He slowly pulled off his hair. Strand after strand. He roared a mighty and kinda weird laugh that sounded like a hamster trying to pilot a aeroplane in the Czech Republic. |
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Look, that sounds specific. Right? |
Look, that sounds specific. Right? That's because. T-that's. T-t-that's because. That's because it was specific. Right? |
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I saw my son. Busting a nut in the foggy shower of pain. He disappeared. Whoosh! Gone. Where did he go tho? |
I saw my son. Busting a nut in the foggy shower of pain. He disappeared. Whoosh! Gone. Where did he go tho? That's what I wanna know! |
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I didn't mean to rhyme. Heh. It was just. Uhh. Umm. Hmm. A bad. A bad habit. Yes. Just a bad habit. |
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I heard a scream. It sounded like screaming. Then, I screamed along. Thinking it was a new song by Korn for some reason. Twist started to play. Mark in the mirror started to mouth the words. This was, off. And it was horrible, too. |
I heard a scream. It sounded like screaming. Then, I screamed along. Thinking it was a new song by Korn for some reason. Twist started to play. Mark in the mirror started to mouth the words. This was, off. And it was horrible, too. |
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I was scared. Shocked. Or maybe just blind? But. This was creepy. Now you know. But oh yeah, one more thing to mention. |
I was scared. Shocked. Or maybe just blind? But. This was creepy. Now you know. But oh yeah, one more thing to mention. |
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Before I went to sleep, I saw my mirror. Hanging. Cracking. Slowly starting to swing. Side to side. Something |
Before I went to sleep, I saw my mirror. Hanging. Cracking. Slowly starting to swing. Side to side. Something wasn't right. I heard a voice deep within my very ear before I went to sleep. I noticed that I had NO SKIN!!!!111 I was shocked. This is what the voice said. |
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''<nowiki/>'I wore your skin.''' |
''<nowiki/>'I wore your skin.''' |
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I was woken up by that. I |
I was woken up by that. I didn't feel like falling back asleep. I saw Mark. He was standing at the foot of my very bed. He started to walk closer. Twitching. He said something else. |
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''<nowiki/>'WAS THAT THE BITE OF |
''<nowiki/>'WAS THAT THE BITE OF '87?!!''' |
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I realised. It. Was. Markipiler?! Then he pulled me by the neck. He threw me around like a ragdoll. He spat on my shoes and he shat on my newly-decorated paintings of Bill Cosby. |
I realised. It. Was. Markipiler?! Then he pulled me by the neck. He threw me around like a ragdoll. He spat on my shoes and he shat on my newly-decorated paintings of Bill Cosby. |